Yan ZK

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife.
The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them.
Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties.
The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine.
Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles.
The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era.
The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind.
(Solo female lead)

Why do I have so many masters?

Wang Anfeng sat cross-legged at the summit of a solitary peak.


Above him, his ordinary cloth garments gradually transformed in texture, no longer fluttering with the wind, but hanging down, their color growing ever deeper, like fine iron forged and tempered, stripped of impurities.


The youth's eyes were slightly closed, his face showing no emotion, but his body trembled slightly.


The vital energy packed within his meridians was compressed, continually crashing against the meridians, causing his complexion to involuntarily pale.


The scholar in blue lifted his right hand from Wang Anfeng's shoulder; between his fingers, three crystal clear Lost Treasures lost their spiritual essence, slowly crumbling into powder—such items were extremely rare, and this time, almost one-third of a two-year reserve was used up.


The direct consequence of such a massive expense was that his clothes had been utterly transformed.


Chapter 46 Ministry of Punishment Arrest Officer (1/2)